I early-voted last week. Felt pretty good about it. It was freaking cold and windy and I stood in a loooong line outside waiting to get into the fire station where the polling booths were.
After I voted, I walked out, humming "Hail to the Chief." In my head, though, were the words from this old movie, "My Fellow Americans." Just over and over.
I don't even remember this movie. But, I have always remembered James Garner's version of the song and will probably never hear it without thinking of these lyrics! Crazy what the mind retains! I can't remember birthdays, my SAT score, or even what I had for breakfast yesterday. Maybe what I DO remember is in direct correlation with its awesomeness. Which would make sense, in this example!